My curse spirit is number one in the world

night.

99 Chao arrived as promised, and found that the Great Onmyoji had changed his clothes again.

The overall golden and black safari has the graceful pattern of the wings of an auspicious bird, and the white hakama has bright patterns like water.

In ancient times, during the Chinese New Year period, men’s hats were always auspiciously decorated, mostly made of paper flowers and orange fruits, eye-catching and eye-catching.

This attire has the feeling of a palace, but it sets off the white hair that the Onmyoji has tied up with a delicate meaning, especially when he looks up, even the moonlight is white, it also brings a kind of auspicious snow. The splendor of the coming drunken spring.

In short, 99 Chao thinks Abe Seimei's face is really pleasing to the eye, and when he can't think of an adjective, he can only stare with his chin in one hand and squint, unable to look away.

Think back to a conversation they had earlier.

The boy asked, did you change your clothes on purpose?

The Great Onmyoji nodded, yes.

It can be seen from this that Abe Seimei understands 99 Chaoyan Kong's thoughts very well, and he has also given full play to his own conditions, making him more energetic in his dreams after falling asleep than when he woke up.

As for why this is done, this question must be answered with a rhetorical question.

Changing clothes can make the person who talks to him happier, 99 days is so hard, and the Great Onmyoji can make him more energetic with a little effort, so why doesn't he do that.

So don't ask such stupid questions, the answer is that Abe Seimei is willing.

In order not to waste such thoughts, the two sat on the veranda and chatted casually.

"Can't you shorten the time?" 99 Chao asked, "I've been asleep for too long, and it's hard to grasp the situation outside."

"Your soul is not stable, and it will become smaller because of this reason."

Abe Seimei looked like a professional answering, "The soul has suffered a certain loss, so the memory will be lost. If someone uses a spell to summon you, you may not be able to resist."

Spiritualism and summoning techniques both borrow the power of non-human beings. 99 Chaos now belong to souls and Fusangshen-like existences. To put it bluntly, they can be regarded as summoning objects, but onmyojis are also experts in this field After death, both body and soul are more powerful than ordinary people, so they usually take measures to prevent someone from using this kind of technique to use themselves after death.

Mild spells have a petition process, and the summoned will not agree if they don’t want to, while harsh spells are often mandatory, and they also come with operations that control actions and distort consciousness. If you want to refuse, it depends on the summoned person the strength.

If it is said that Abe Seimei's level, his own strength and the power exerted by the thousand-year-old human language, he will become the leader of the art in the art, whether it is the summoned or the summoner.

As a result, negative emotions such as hatred, jealousy and resentment toward him, and his evil conception have condensed another independent of him: "The Wrong Abe Seimei".

99 Chao Nuzui, "I don't care if he's right or wrong, anyway, Yumenyuan has pissed me off."

Abe Seimei seldom talked about Gomonin, but now he said, "The birth of Gomonin was premeditated, not just the power of human words for thousands of years. Nothing is more terrifying than evil obsessions. We are all just People with a short lifespan, but their obsessions can exist for a long time."

"But obsession starts from people after all, and this is the preciousness of human beings." The boy answered naturally.

They are all people who understand this truth, so the topic did not continue for too long.

99 Chao thought about it seriously, he should have done a good job, no one would be able to call him back with a spell, after all, with the title of super class, anyone would think that being able to control him was a good card , there will definitely be many conjurers to experiment.

99 Chao: Bah, dreaming.

If he really succeeds, he must be very crooked, but it's okay, his good friends are not free, will they watch him being used.

Abe Seimei smiled without saying a word, and continued to glow with his sinister face, then seemed to think of something, lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, and then said, "Next time, next time it won't take you so long."

That is to say, it will still happen this time. After 99 years of calculation, fortunately, the current situation in hell is not urgent, and it will not be sure in the future.Since Abe Seimei has thought of a way, the next time is guaranteed to be convenient for him to operate.

The boy nodded, "Okay, then let me continue reading, the story from thousands of years ago."

There were circles of ripples in the pool.

……

severe winter.

Cold snow fell from the sky.

Except for the dry black and hard branches, the sky and the earth seemed to be gray and white, and even the sound was almost sucked into the fluffy snow.

jingle--

In the snow-covered forest, there was a subtle ringing of a bell that was amplified by the silence of falling snow.

The black-haired young man was still in the same black single clothes, even if there was light snow, he only put on an ordinary outer coat.

The pupils of his eyes are gray and white with cracks all over, and sometimes it is difficult to distinguish the pupils of his eyes without luster.

He walked slowly, and suddenly when he took a step at a certain moment, a thin layer of frost formed on the skin exposed outside his clothes.

He Mao Chaoyi stopped, and he saw a figure in the depths of the branches not far away.

The monster deep in the snow forest seemed to have seen him a long time ago. When they looked at each other, the monster saw his eyes clearly, paused, and slowly floated out of the forest.

The monster is wearing a blue and white kimono, with ice flowers on his head, and his feet don't touch the ground. His eyes are open and under the sky, the ice blue pupils are also indistinguishable. When he looks in, he can only feel a cold silence.

The frost melted due to human body temperature and condensed due to the approach of the monster. Kamo Asayoshi didn't care about the icing on his skin, because his eyesight was not very good, so he stared at the monster for a long time.

The latter also let him identify quietly, very patiently.

Then she heard the youth say:

"I've heard stories from many monsters about what will happen in this season, but this is the first time I've seen the real Snow Maiden."

Snow Maiden spoke slowly.

Her voice seemed to come faintly from the depths of the wind and snow, the ground and treetops, the rocks and the snow in the wind were all whispering, and the whispers merged into one line and pierced into people's ears.

"What's your name?" she asked.

"He Mao Chaoyi."

"It's a pseudonym."

"Yes."

Xue Nu looked at him quietly, without the sullen and dissatisfied being deceived, but suddenly asked: "Do you know the temperature of the flame?"

Kamo Asayoshi was a little surprised, and looked at the dress, ice flowers, snow-white complexion, and ice-blue eyes on the girl again, and asked to himself, "I thought you would ask something softer."

"Like what?"

"For example, things that are hard to see in this season, such as green grass, birds, red flowers..."

As he said that, Kamo Asayoshi suddenly smiled, and the frost on his face seemed to be melted by such a smile, "But think about it, these things are not uncommon in winter. Although there are not many natural things that are not afraid of the cold, there are also many. You ask about the temperature of a flame and ask about unusual things simply because you have never felt them."

The young man asked softly, "Does that mean you will let me go as long as you feel something novel?"

Snow Maiden remained silent.

The smile on the young man's face was faint, but it made her feel the softness from the heart.

Everything seemed to have no edge in those gray eyes, and neither did her ice and snow.

jingle.

Kamo Asayoshi raised his hand and took off the only accessory on his body.

The extremely thin metal on the ornaments swayed in the winter wind, making a subtle and crisp bell, changing the sound of the cold wind in the silent snow.

"There are few bells in this season. In fact, the temperature of the flame will vary according to people's hearts. At this moment, it is the same as the bell blown by the snow wind."

The young man gently placed the ornaments in Xue Nu's palm, then passed her and left.

The branches in the forest seemed to finally be unable to bear the weight of the snow, and there was a continuous sound of shattering and breaking, making his footsteps as light as snow.

Xue Nu looked at his back, folded her palms together, and the blue and white clothes fluctuated in the wind.

... people's hearts?

The first month is approaching, and although Heian-kyo is covered with snow, there are people in a hurry running around with joy that seems to dye their brows.

Preparations, gifts, and visits all flew up and down like birds. The most famous Fengchao should be the end of Suzaku Avenue, the city of the capital, and the luxurious palace.

Onmyoji is the most indispensable figure in the New Year's festival, and there are still many days left, and Yinyang Liao has started its busy business.

Abe Seimei became famous, and even Tadyuki Kamo, who was assigned to preside over the ceremony, strongly recommended his beloved disciple to pray for the nobles.

The young Onmyoji was famous for killing evil spirits, and later solved countless strange things in Beijing. Every courtier in the court had heard of his name.

However, in a certain snow-white weather before the new year, the young onmyoji returned to the school where he was no longer required to enter the practice, visited the serious teacher, and climbed the back mountain.

There was a little fox lying on the boy's shoulders. He brushed aside the weeds in the yard and walked into a simple house.

He Mao Chaoyi is not here.

The other party should not go out for too long in such cold weather, Abe Seimei looked around, he might as well find a stove and light it up first.

In the past few years, he has often come to look for He Mao Chaoyi, so he is already familiar with this house.

Although the house where the young man lives is simple but not remote, there is even a special place for items brought by monsters or other people.

If items related to monsters are accepted, they must be properly preserved and even managed, otherwise it will be a breach of contract.

But it seems that the monsters have understood Kamo Tomoyoshi to such an extent that the gifts they send don't care whether they are taken care of or not, but whether they are useful or not.

Abe Seimei can often find strange items in this room, and he also feels the strange aura that is so mixed that he can't identify the source. It should be the remnants of many monsters who have come and gone.

When the young man took out the plain stove to the porch, he saw the black-haired young man walking into the courtyard with a few fish in his hands.

Kamo Asayoshi also saw him, and asked curiously with a smile:

"The first month is coming, and you still have time to come to me."