My curse spirit is number one in the world

The flames engulfed the ground, and the wooden buildings were reduced to ashes in the blood-red light.The wind swept the sand and rocks, and spread the smell of blood mixed with it everywhere. The remnants of the battlefield that had experienced indiscriminate slaughter were all over the place, wailing endlessly. , people downstream can only see a river of blood flowing from the black mountains, as if the earth is narrating the arrival of disaster with blood plasma.

The ghosts and gods who were born in the fear of all stood among the bones and corpses, surrounded by wind and fire, and he looked unsatisfactorily at Heianjing, which had appeared in the distance of the horizon he saw, and the city gate was closed.

The gloomy and turbid air is overflowing in the mountains, and in the windy forest, the green of different shades turns black in the damp and cold air.On the blue-black altar, several long caskets dripping with blood were placed in a magical manner. A strange dead silence spread, and the blood gurgled down, spreading and twisting along the veins of the carvings, like long snakes one after another.

Genji's onmyojis knelt beside the altar, chanting ancient spells in low voices.

【It's time to start. 】

The snake god looked at the cloudy sky that was licked by the thunder, and the snake's pupils flashed the icy light, and said with a wagging tail, 【It's about to start. 】

The celestial phenomena that heralded disaster came sooner than expected, which shows how powerful the curse in the world is.Snake originally thought that the young man beside him would straighten up and wait and see with a heavy face like every onmyoji, but when He Mao Chaoyi heard his voice, he just hummed as usual, and his raised eyelashes soon drooped, as if The half-dark far sky is not something to be concerned about.

Yamata no Orochi looked at him coldly through the eyes of the young snake.

Even if he is not really able to come to this world, he can still feel the resentment from Genji's side still gathering, but the resentment incarnations of thousands of witches cannot defeat that ghost and god who looks like a natural disaster. As long as this resentment is subdued, the other party will Will become the most terrible cursed king of this era.

Thinking of this, the evil god laughed sarcastically, wondering if the gods in Gaotianyuan would be able to sit still.

The young snake patted its tail under the influence of emotions, but Kamo Asayoshi's attitude was still relaxed. In the past few days, no monsters have come to him to tell him what happened in Heianjing. Really no longer pay attention to what the other party does and the changes in the world, it seems weird and mysterious.

The evil god couldn't see through him.

"Hey, if you stay in Heianjing all the time, how can you help me find someone?"

The snake who received the evil god's hint once again sneered at the young man's weakness, "You can't survive, do you want to break the contract, then I will go and eat that onmyoji first!"

Reminded by the evil god, it still remembered that He Mo Chaoyoshi had promised to find someone and did not mention when to help him find someone and when he would be able to find them, so his tone was aggressive, but the young man didn't answer his question at all.

The snake bit the opponent's hand angrily, "What are you doing?"

Kamo Asayoshi turned his head and patted it with a half-cut bamboo, "I said don't worry, maybe he will appear in a few days, Heian-kyo is so evil now, monsters are more aware of disasters than humans , if a half-demon leaves Heian-kyo, there will be a ghost to tell me."

The snake wondered, "Really?"

The young man said perfunctorily, "Really, really."

Snake: I suspect you are donking me but I have no proof.

The summer is over, the autumn wind is bleak, the sky is always gloomy, and the restless language has become the main theme of Heianjing.

At the time of the devil, the sky sinks, and the bloody glow burns the mountains, rivers and plains.The high-profile white-haired onmyoji squeezed out his free time, and rarely climbed the mountain instead of riding Bai Zangzhu.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Onmyoji's white clothes, reminding him of the conversation he had with Kamo Baoxian before leaving the altar of Genji.

These two young onmyojis completely stopped the sacrifice of Genji today, and many of the students who came with them felt uncomfortable because of the cruel scene in the altar. Baoxian Kamo glanced at Seimei next to him, and after thinking about it, he lowered his voice talk to him.

"Genji's refutation is actually not empty talk."

Abe Seimei was frowning slightly at the altar, when he heard this, he turned around and asked calmly, "Does Brother Baoxian think Genji's actions are right?"

"That was not what I meant."

Baoxian He Mao sighed, "There are disasters and calamities around the capital, but the barrier that my father has strengthened and the strength of the leylines themselves are actually enough to defend against natural disasters. But if man-made disasters are added, it is not necessarily the case. .”

Human Heianjing needs to be opened by human hands, so Su Nuo is waiting.

"As shown by the astrology, there has been a change in the Ping family of Xia Zongguo. A few days ago, there was news that the Ping Dao of Sarushima has declared himself the new emperor. I don't know where he got the power of invulnerability. He secretly sent troops to Ping'an capital."

The war and rebellion had never had much to do with Yinyangliao, so information came very slowly, but at this time, natural disasters and man-made disasters came in one fell swoop, and the generals of the rebellion personally broke through the gate of Heianjing, which is to open a barrier for natural disasters.

For this purpose, Rime, who left Genji early, has also joined the team, using spells to assist Ping's rebellion.

This is the real catastrophe of Heianjing.

Abe Seimei didn't react when he heard the news, and lowered his eyes quietly, so that Kamo Baoxian didn't know what he was thinking.

"Sunny?"

Is it too surprising?

He heard Abe Seimei say, "Help me get rid of the people within Genji's range, Brother Baoxian."

The residence of the Minamoto clan, which is dominated by ancient altars, is located on a high ground, near the Nakakyo district. Homo Kamo looked at Seimei and raised his folding fan to draw a range towards the low-lying city.After dispersing the civilians, mobilizing the samurai, and clearing the area of ​​humans, he suddenly knew what Abe Seimei was going to do.

"you……"

Abe Seimei said flatly, "Genji's sacrifice has always been inappropriate, ghosts and gods are coming, and the only one who can fight against it is Yata no Orochi, because it is the embodiment of resentment in the world, the real evil god. The sacrifice here can summon What came out was just fakes made by women who died in vain.”

Yamata no Orochi knows this, Abe Seimei knows it, and the black hands behind the scenes know it better.

After the two-faced Su Nuo defeats the big snake that the witch turned into, he can have the name of killing evil gods. The concept of terror will only skyrocket endlessly, and then he will set his true sights on Kyoto and start an era of curses.

The white-haired onmyoji put down his hands and looked at the capital city immersed in the dim light. The black clouds in the distance could be seen in the eyes of all the magicians, but no one knew that Abe Seimei had no way to get rid of this city from the beginning to the end. Heian Kyoto looks like a chessboard.

This is his place of growth, where there are monsters and humans he likes, and he wants to protect it.

After walking out from the siege of the courtiers, there was only such a simple thought in his mind.

"If you want to deal with natural disasters, you must summon the real evil god.

"If you want to summon a real evil god, you don't need so many innocent witches."

Onmyoji looked at the bustling Heian capital and said slowly.

There is a flute in his sleeve, and a butterfly is engraved on the tail of the flute, which is the symbol that the man has foretelled to him a man-made disaster, the butterfly of the Heike family.

"Just one Seimei Abe is enough."

……

"You still have time to come to me."

The young man in the hallway was a little surprised when he saw the Onmyoji, but he couldn't help but paused after saying this, and said amusedly, "I seem to be saying this all the time."

Abe Seimei stepped on the corridor and looked around, "Why isn't that snake there?"

He Mao Chao Yizhuan showed a helpless expression, "It felt that I was idle all the time, and it was because I didn't want to help him find that half-demon, so it ran out by itself."

This is really wronged, not to mention that all the monsters in Heian capital have scattered like birds and beasts, and they have to go around to avoid the limelight. Basically, the monsters he knows are already in Abe Seimei's shikigami picture scroll, so naturally he has to help the Onmyoji.After he came out of the palace, He Mao Chaoyi was really free, and there were not many monsters in the back mountain, so he could only cut bamboo for fun.

Without the help of monsters, it is immoral to ask a half-blind person to accompany you to find someone.

Abe Seimei chose the latter in his response to reminding the other party: "You can't expect a snake to be moral" and echoing this sentence.

He didn't mention Genji's matter, nor did he mention the sacrifice. The information thread passed down by Kamo Choyoshi has already been transferred into his hands. The chaotic Heian capital seems to be isolated by the mountain road. As the night darkens, the youth's courtyard Only small insects chirping.

Abe Seimei took out the flute, "I met Ootengu before, and I learned some tunes from him. The fifteenth day is coming. I want to let you listen to the results."

It sounds like a very ordinary friend coming to meet and want to show you how I play the flute.

He Mao Chaoyi nodded, "It turns out that he sneaked in during his busy schedule."

The onmyoji smiled slightly when he heard this, held the bamboo flute in his hand, half closed his eyes, and played slowly in the corridor.

The night clouds are thick, the moonlight is thin, and the twilight shines on the bluestone and wooden corridors, and the grass, leaves, mountains and forests have become hidden.

The sound of the flute is melodious like the light brought by a firefly, fluttering along the wind.

Drifting through scrolls of pictures emerging from memory.

——On the gloomy mountain road, the onmyoji apprentices who wanted to play pranks suddenly encountered a strange ghost fire that they had never seen before. One of the teenagers raised his hand and held a little firefly from the fire.

The young man in the corridor couldn't hear clearly, and slowly sat closer to the Onmyoji, only then did he hear what Abe Seimei blew.

——The firefly flew out of the palm, and began to slowly return to the mountain path, leading the curious young man all the way to the hidden wooden house.

The hem of the young man's clothes brushed away the tall grass, and the sound of the flute stopped for a moment at this moment, just like when he saw someone stretch out a hand and catch the firefly.

——The night wind blows, the fireflies sway, the grass rustles, and when their eyes meet, everything makes endless noises again.

[Little fox, who are you. 】

He Mao Chaoyi heard it clearly.

It's an encounter.

Under the moonlit miscanthus, the Onmyoji blew a little tune about their encounter many years ago.