My curse spirit is number one in the world

It was very late at night, halfway through the hour of Hai, and the silver moon was rising high in the sky. Many servants felt that the clear night could dispel the ominous feelings brought by some people who had passed away. The servant couldn't help trembling.

In the spacious room, a white-haired boy is sitting in the center of the front room, chanting scriptures in a low voice. He is facing the inner room separated by a thick white curtain, and lies the corpse of a courtier who died of exhaustion.

As Seimei recited the scriptures, he remembered what a half-demon youth named Kamo Asayoshi said.

Half-demon, seeing the future, Tianhu... After learning the identity of the mysterious young man on the back mountain, Qingming seemed to be possessed. He felt more and more mysterious about the other party, and his heart became more curious.

Like the wonderful scenes in the world of monsters, many unsolvable problems are placed in front of the young Onmyoji, and it is impossible for him not to explore them.

When he is in a trance on weekdays, Abe Seimei can always think of the will-o'-the-wisps and fireflies that night without knowing it.

"I'll answer your question when you come back from the vigil tonight."

"Shou Ling is back?"

Seimei asked puzzled, "What will happen tonight?"

Kamo Asayoshi seemed to notice that the white-haired boy felt uncomfortable for a moment when he met his eyes, so he rarely looked at him.

The house where he lived was ventilated and empty, and the dark wooden corridor was illuminated with a layer of blue light when night fell.

The young man had no choice but to look up to the outside of the courtyard and tell him, "Today is the fourteenth day, and the moon is too bright. Of course, there will be many invisible things to be seen."

The young onmyoji lowered his head and bowed slightly as a thank you for the reminder, "I will handle it properly."

The young man smiled lightly, "What you do is none of my business, my wish has almost been fulfilled, and I just need to continue living a boring life."

Wish... the boy with his head down was slightly taken aback.

[I am a person who wants to see you. 】

[But I didn't expect that the 'Abe Seimei' at this time was different from what I imagined. 】

Qingming regained consciousness from his memory, he was still guarding the spirit, his thin lips were moving, and he kept reciting scriptures to exorcise evil spirits and requiem souls. It was not difficult for him to recite these scriptures, so he was still thinking about other issues in his mind .

Kamo Asayoshi's "wish" should refer to seeing himself.Then: "Almost", because the current him is not enough, not enough... Is it because he is not mature enough as an onmyoji?

Seimei thought along this line of thought.

Meaning... what is he expecting from him?

Because of a distant relationship?

Unclear memories from when he was younger remind Seimei that his snow-white-haired mother once cared for and cared for him very kindly, and that tenderness has always been by her side, making Abe Seimei hold monsters, ghosts and gods differently from others Gentle mentality.

But later he also saw a lot of ghosts and ghosts, so he is not sure that with the blood of the great demon Tianhu, He Mao Chaoyi will have the family affection of remembering his distant cousin.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the insects are silent.

At this moment, the dimly lit candles in the spacious room were suddenly blown out by a strange wind.

Qingming stopped chanting the mantra, pressed the tip of her tongue against her teeth, and found that the chattering of the teeth of the servants who had been guarding outside the corridor could not be heard, only the whistling wind came and went.

The boy lowered his face, and slowly raised his eyes, the blue pupils under the long eyelashes filled with a hint of sharpness.

He was facing Bai Juan, which separated the back room, and suddenly there was a shadow of a stiff figure erected inch by inch.

The creaking sound of bones rubbing against each other came from behind the curtain, but in fact, the muscles that had been dead for a long time and became stiff were forcibly aroused, trying to control the flexibility when the body temperature was still there.

Screams pierced the night.

The servants guarding the corridor slipped away to have a urinate, leaving behind only a short and dozing servant. The servant was awakened tremblingly by the wind, subconsciously looked into the room, and saw the boy and the boy. the same screen.

It stands to reason that people with low spiritual power cannot see monsters, but this is an era of ghosts and ghosts. The fourteenth night moon is at its peak, and it illuminates things that do not belong to the ordinary world.

The servant clearly saw that the dead body was slowly tilting and floating on the Baijuan curtain blown down from the ceiling in front of the white-haired boy, with his heels firmly touching the ground, creaking and taking a step outside the curtain.

The shadow got bigger.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The cold ghostly air continued to escape from the cracks in the curtains. Abe Seimei had already taken out the spell, and the spell in his mouth changed, and he spit out a few syllables, but he didn't expect that there was a piercing scream behind him, and he woke up early. The ghost who returned to his body.

Oops!

The black air visible to the naked eye directly turned into a cloud-like long snake, and suddenly rushed out from the inner room, passing the young Onmyoji.

Abe Seimei also turned around abruptly, stretched out his hand and took out a spell, "Jiji—Ruyi Ling!!!"

The thin blue electricity exploded and spread along the invisible track in the air, forming a barrier first.

The resentful black long snake bumped into the barrier between the verandah and the front room, screaming in pain like rolling thunder.

Its snake-like body became chaotic, absorbing all the grievances in the room, and quickly stretched and deformed into a figure.

The human figure is pitch black, and it looks like an official's belted attire, with a tall tasseled crown, holding a wat board, and raising his head, but his face looks like a ferocious ghost with long horns!

"Treading on the sand is practiced... the moon grows... a chilou!"

The official ghost yelled out a line of poetry in a hoarse voice, Qingming couldn't hear the details.

This courtier belongs to the noble family and is good at singing poems. He is very appreciated. If he becomes a ghost, it is not surprising that he can read poems. It's just why...why is there such a strong resentment!

After the evil ghost shouted, he waved his hand holding the wat board, smashing the barrier that blocked him, and chased after the servant who staggered into the courtyard.

The moment the barrier was forcibly broken, the caster suffered backlash, Seimei became dizzy for a while.

Just for a moment, the servant's screams came from the miscanthus bushes in the courtyard, and there was also the sound of grinding teeth and sucking blood!

Abe Seimei:!

The servant who was bitten by the evil ghost wailed, clutched his wound and crawled, bleeding all over the ground, Qingming waved his hand and chanted another curse, and lightning fell from the sky, but he was swiftly dodged.

"Who is it, who is it!!!" the evil spirit turned around and shouted violently, seeing the son of the white fox who hurried out of the room.

The strong wind rushed into the courtyard, and the ghosts on the ground couldn't stop rising. The boy's pure spiritual power attracted the evil ghosts. The jet-black resentment spread from the shadows of the ghosts like wildfire. As a sharp arrow, he shot at Abe Seimei.

He wants to pierce the heart of this young Onmyoji with ten thousand arrows!

Qingming gritted her teeth, and in the thick of her blood, was vigilant not to be distracted. She took a few steps back and decisively threw out the spell to resist.

However, the sharp arrows are endless, and the spells rising in the air are pierced one by one. When the spiritual energy confronts the ghost energy, lightning and gunpowder smoke are scattered, and the latter is more powerful, Qingming's face turns pale.

How could such an evil spirit be someone who had just died!

It was the first time for a young Onmyoji to encounter such a dangerous situation alone. He counterattacked and defended very smoothly, but he was inexperienced, and he was suspicious in his heart. After all, he lost his rhythm and was suddenly pierced through the gap in the defense by several arrows.

With a crisp sound, the barrier was shattered, thousands of fragments flew up like butterflies with broken wings, and the gloomy and wild air wave washed away the white hair of the son of the white fox.The moonlight faded, the sky and the earth were dark, and the boundless black energy of resentment was like an evil beast with its mouth wide open, trying to swallow Abe Seimei in one gulp.

The sharp killing intent pressed to the center of the eyebrows, and Hu Youlan's pupils opened wide.

Is he going to... die! ?

There are countless memories flashing back in my mind, from the childhood I remember to my mother’s parting face, and the scene of a young man sitting under the eaves peeling bamboo branches before this trip appeared in fast forward.

The bamboo pieces fell from the slender fingers, and it can be seen that the person holding the knife did not dare to use too much force, so it was as light as a feather, and slowly fell to the heart of the young man who had just learned the meaning of elegance.

Why did such a handsome man who was supposed to sit outside the secular world appear in front of his eyes?

Abe Seimei opened his eyes again.

In the courtyard where the miscanthus was falling, there was an unprecedented grand feather fall.

The black wings that came from nowhere seemed to be driven by a conscious wind, and the pieces formed a tangible whirlwind one after another, trapping the young Onmyoji in vain.

The storm formed by the feather blades protected him.

The sharp arrow collided with the black feather, as if a wooden branch hit an iron object, it broke and exploded in front of his eyes.

In the dark night, there seemed to be clouds with huge silhouettes rolling in.

For a moment the moon moved westward, casting light from behind thick dark clouds.

Among the giant clouds, there are ghostly shadows, and a group of ghosts dance chaotically.

The green scales of the Changjiao glowed with a strange light, illuminating the entire long team, countless ghosts came, and all kinds of halos and ghosts flashed among them.Strange and gorgeous snake princesses and courtesans walk slowly, burly and tall ghosts and evil monsters laugh, and the mountain-like mirage is hidden in the clouds and smoke, only a corner of the cornice is exposed, and the brightest light hangs alone.

This is an era where evil spirits are rampant and monsters dominate the world. Everything in the world of monsters is illogical. Miscanthus bends down one after another, and fireflies crawl on the branches to worship the moon.

Hundreds of ghosts travel at night, and everything retreats.

The evil ghost that turned its resentment into sharp arrows was bitten by Chang Jiao, and the remaining ghost body immediately turned into tiny maggots and fled screaming.

Abe Seimei turned a deaf ear to the screams, and he stared blankly at the young man with a faint smile on his lips as he stepped off the car from mid-air under the moonlight.

"Why..." the young Onmyoji whispered.

Why did it appear, why did it come, why... Abe Seimei felt his throat go dry, not knowing which one to ask first.

The awns detached from the branches and danced in the sky near the full moon.

The young man's black forehead swayed lightly. He seemed to have walked from the other world to the world, leading the ghosts on a night walk, and came to the son of the white fox as promised.

A piece of tengu's feather fell on his palm, and he picked it up and handed it to the young onmyoji.

"I said, I'm here for you."