My curse spirit is number one in the world

Maid Xiaoju took half a day off today.

Genji's lady is still suffering from illness, her cheeks have lost weight, she knows that no matter whether it is the onmyoji inside the source family or the pharmacists in the palace, they are helpless, only the young onmyoji with white hair sent him Sleep peacefully for a day under the spell.

The people serving the girl breathed a sigh of relief. Xiaoju hadn't returned home for a few days, so she asked for half a day to go home and have a look.

Xiaoju has only her and her father in her family. Xiaoju's father is a hunter. After losing his sick wife in his forties, he and his daughter depended on each other for life. He is now in his 50s.Because the legs and feet are not very agile, the prey brought back are becoming increasingly scarce, and there are few raptors among the prey. The life of the father and daughter is very poor.

Xiaoju left Yuanzhai and walked along Santiao Avenue. When she just turned into an alley, she saw a figure standing at the other end of the alley, waiting for her. When she saw her coming, she gently took off her hood.

Although she is the daughter of a hunter, Xiao Ju is very timid. As the maid of an out-of-control lady in a big family, everyone is not timid.

She is not afraid of beasts, but she is afraid of the punishment she will suffer if she makes a mistake. Without the reward from the young lady, he and his father will be hungry all winter, and there will be disappointment from his father.

I thought I had met a villain with evil intentions, but the young man who took off his hood looked very good-looking, not like a gangster who wanted to do evil.

In Xiaoju's language, she can only say compliments like "very beautiful". Although she has been fascinated by elegant words in Genji's mansion, it's okay to say a few words, but I really can't learn elegant poems, so my father always hopes that she can It is really difficult to be noticed by adults with high status.

She also angered the lady before, and her hands were pinched with several bruises.

When the maid was in a daze, He Mao Chaoyi saw her and stared straight at him, so he asked her first: "Are you Xiaoju, the maid of that sick lady?"

Xiaoju came back to her senses, and nodded nervously for some reason.

"Does your family live in the paulownia forest behind the Xishan Buddhist Temple?"

Xiaoju was taken aback for a moment, and replied hesitantly: "It's next to the paulownia forest, may I ask..."

Seeing the young man in front of her, she smiled softly, "I have a friend who wants to find something in the paulownia forest. I heard that your father is a hunter, so I want to ask him to guide us."

The young people in the alley were dressed very casually, and they did not speak in elegant or quizzical terms. They had no entourage, ox cart, or mask, and they just stood there leisurely, waiting for a maid like him. People misunderstand.

But his appearance and temperament made Xiaoju subconsciously regard him as a nobleman, or a person of higher rank, and had no other thoughts.

She asked: "Father's legs and feet are not very convenient after winter. I often go back and forth to go home, and I can also lead the way for the adults."

Hearing what she said, the young man looked at her carefully and nodded.

"That's even better."

Outside the paulownia forest after nightfall, Abe Seimei was stunned for a moment when he saw Xiaoju.

He has a good memory, let alone the maid who accidentally met twice.

For the first time, at the end of autumn, he ran into the noble daughter of Genji who fell out of the curtain in the palace road. Xiao Ju hurriedly helped his young lady up. I am very sorry;

The second time was a few days ago, when the maid passed by his side and brought warm air, he tried to touch the skin of the maid's wrist, and confirmed that the high fever symptoms on her body were similar to bird disease, but there was no other ailment.

At this time, the maid Xiaoju was wearing a water jacket that was convenient for her journey, her face was delicate, and her eyes were very lively in the familiar forest. She also saluted the young onmyoji who had a double bond.

"Please come with me."

Abe Seimei suddenly realized, and glanced at Kamo Asayoshi, and received a slight nod in reply, his blue eyes lit up with a familiar brilliance.

A group of people started to walk towards the paulownia forest, the young onmyoji and Xiaoju went together.

"Your father was a hunter in the paulownia forest?"

"Yes."

Abe Seimei asked her: "Did he hunt rare birds in winter?"

Xiaoju thought for a while, but shook her head, "No, my father's legs and feet are not good, and it's really unfavorable after the cold weather. The family's expenses can only be maintained by the rewards given to me by the lady. But luckily there are no other diseases. When it warms up, Dad can go hunting."

The inexplicably elevated body temperature made the father and daughter panic for a while, but fortunately, Xiao Ju had no other symptoms, otherwise if she fell ill, the father and daughter would have a hard time in winter.

The young Onmyoji frowned, which was somewhat different from his guess.

He couldn't help thinking, when the young man's voice came from behind.

"Then when your father went out for the last time, did he bring back any prey?"

"Yes, it's a black bird."

This time Xiaoju answered straight away, "It was given to my father when it just snowed."

Abe Seimei paused.

Xiaoju glanced at the young man behind him with surprised eyes, not knowing how he guessed it, and then explained, "When the weather is cold, even if my father insists on hunting, he rarely meets prey. That day was the last time my father went out and came back. At that time, he brought a big bird that had just died, which he said was given to him by a monk from Daigo Temple. They hunt for a living, and it is difficult to survive the winter without prey, so why not give the big bird to my father.”

He Mao Chaoyi laughed, "It's also a kind heart."

Xiaoju nodded, "Yes."

Only Abe Seimei could hear a hint of sarcasm from this laughter based on his familiarity with young people. He thought about the cause and effect in his mind, and suddenly turned to ask Xiaoju.

"That monk... isn't it a bit strange, for example..."

The boy asked uncertainly: "On his forehead, is there a scar similar to stitches?"

Xiaoju was even more surprised. She turned her gaze back to the white-haired boy and nodded: "Yes, the other party took off his bamboo hat when he was talking to his father. My father remembered it very clearly, because the wound was so strange, and he came back to tell me about it. gone."

Abe Seimei and Kamo Asayoshi suddenly stopped in their tracks, and the little fox lying on the young man's shoulders blew its tail and yelled into the depths of the forest.

The fox roar was not big, but it spread extremely far, shuttling through the empty woods.

Under Xiaoju's leadership, Abe Seimei and Kamo Asayoshi walked more than halfway into the paulownia forest road. The warm wind and the temperature in the air were abnormal, but not so unbearable. The distance is far beyond.

Among the three of them, the boy and the young man were sweating, but Xiao Ju didn't notice it because the night was not clear.

Xiaoju was the only one who didn't feel the heat in the air, and looked at the two of them in surprise and puzzlement.

The two stopped because they felt that the heat gushing out from the depths of the forest was even greater, and the forest road ahead was like a dark steamer, or a huge beast opened its hot throat, waiting for its prey to enter.

Sweat slid down the tip of his nose, and his blue eyes were full of vigilance.

The Onmyoji once again felt the terrible temperature that made it difficult to move. There was no snow in the dark forest, and the branches of the bare trees were like sharp knives pointing outward, ready to stab at them at any time.

"What, what's wrong?" The timid maid couldn't help asking.

Abe Seimei frowned tightly, sensing the surrounding situation, "This is hotter than the temperature I felt before."

Is it because you feel that someone from outside has entered the depths?Or some other reason?

They didn't move forward, but the air was getting hotter and hotter. The situation was urgent. When the Onmyoji raised his hand, a snow-blue charm appeared between his fingers.

The young man's hand suddenly stretched out in front of him.

"Let me do it."

If Abe Seimei had his way, he would not have stopped outside the forest before.

Kamo Asayoshi doesn't have much ability, but as long as he has enough time and a bit of luck, most of the things he wants to do can come true.

"The temperature of the flame varies from person to person, probably because we realized that the two of us are not suitable to belong to, big figures in high positions."

The black-haired young man stepped forward, grabbed the kimono on his body with one hand and lifted it up. The white snow-like clothing rolled in the air and fell on Xiaoju's body.

The young man's slightly damp forehead hair swayed lightly, revealing his cracked pupils in the hot wind.

He raised his hand, raised his index finger, and pointed to the hunter's house in the distance ahead.

The thin lips moved lightly, not like chanting a spell, but more like saying something.

jingle.

A small bell rang suddenly.

The front that the young man pointed at with his fingertips seemed to be blown out lightly.

While exhaling, an extremely cold field unfolded.

The sharp branches erected towards the three of them in the forest began to crack under the sudden change of air flow, and the continuous cracking sound caused various objects hardened by the rapid drop in temperature to collapse.

The frost spread rapidly in the wind and snow, as if mixed with a season of storm-like ice and snow.

The banshee with icy blue eyes raised her wrists high in the air, lowered her eyes, and brought a hurricane like an avalanche of snow.

【snowstorm. 】

Kamo Asayoshi threw an invisible ice spear into the scorching throat of the evil beast.

Sharp ice crystals burst into clusters in this dark forest road, breaking through all visible and invisible obstacles!

The icy air current blows away the white hair, and the young onmyoji opens his eyes wide, reflecting the ethereal figure of the Snow Maiden floating down the sky.

The snow girl does not touch the ground, standing in the frost-white forest road, quietly looking at the black houses in the distance.

"What, what happened?"

Xiaoju opened her eyes wide, the temperature changed suddenly, the forest road turned into a snow road, everything happened in an instant, and a sudden gust of snowstorm arrived at her house as if it had been cleared.

Suddenly thinking of her father at home, she immediately ran towards the door, but as soon as she took a step, she felt something bit her pant leg, and fell down on the snow.

Xiaobai let go of his mouth, jumped in front of the girl, and bared his teeth in the direction of the house.

In the depths of the forest, the hunter's house, which had almost turned into a black shadow, suddenly creaked and opened the door.

An old man slowly walked out of the dark door.

The old man still has black hair, but his temples are frosty and white, and his face is slightly wrinkled. Although his figure is a little stooped, he is strong enough. After all, he has been hunting for most of his life, and his status is low. He only hopes that his daughter can have the opportunity to climb high .

His eyes were pitch-black, just like Xuenv's eyes, without distinction between the whites and the pupils. With a strange excitement on his face, he opened his mouth and said, "Xiaoju, you brought back a distinguished guest, why didn't you say anything."

He Mao Chaoyi slowly put down his hand, and said in a low voice, "It's a curse like delusion."

"Father!?"

Hearing the voice of her relatives, Xiaoju got up from the ground and ran to the door of the house, but stopped in the middle of the run and let out a terrified scream.

It was extremely sharp, like a bird singing.

The huge white fox carried the boy and landed in front of her. He didn't need to ask the reason why Xiaoju lost her voice, because he had already seen it.

On the small house, a long bird dressed in a dense black shadow stood on the eaves, looking at them quietly with scarlet eyes, revealing a bloodthirsty meaning.

Its neck was dripping with blood, its nine heads bent forward, and it slowly opened its beak, which was filled with sharp and fine teeth. It screamed resentfully and sharply at the young man who got down from the white fox.

Hearing the screaming, everyone's eyes were dazzled for a while, the young man flicked his fingers, raised his hand and opened the folding fan, waving a blast of wind!

The lord of the forest wearing the fur of a wild beast was summoned, and he rushed out like a sharp arrow, took his body in the snow, drew his weapon, and faced the pounced ghost bird.

"Xiaoju, Xiaoju!"

The old man with dark eyes shouted happily, as if he didn't know what happened at all. He was extremely excited, and his eyes fell on Abe Seimei and Ka Mo Chaoyoshi, as if his daughter had finally returned to his proud son-in-law, under the illusion of the ghost Shiyu Seeing the scene where his identity was rising, he screamed louder and louder.

"Father, father!" The girl's voice was terrified, and she wanted to wake her up from a long distance away.

The sharp teeth and sharp blades collided and sparked a large area. The ghost car bird hovered with nine heads, and the gloomy black air rose like a flame, covering half of the sky in the forest when it flew up.

The hissing sound that could shake people's minds rose again, and the wings as wide as a roc were layered on top of each other, waving together, and black blood beads stabbed at the people on the snow like sharp arrows.

Lord Hakuzang erected the barrier, and Abe Seimei turned his head abruptly, and saw that Kamo Asoyoshi had slowly walked into the range of the barrier, and dark and resentful blood drops fell on the barrier above his head, burning like fire, and then Turned into ashes and floated away.

With a serious look on his face, he turned around again, looking nervously past the huge pitch-black bird, and saw the old man in front of the door.

With a soft snap, the Onmyoji opened the folding fan in his hand, catching a piece of snow falling from the sky.

The boy breathed and calmed down, his voice was as clean as this piece of snow.

"Snow girl in the mountains, is there anything you want to know?"

Abe Seimei raised his head.

The naturally condensed elves will appear in front of the eyes of the onmyoji, and they often come with difficult questions.

Ordinary humans could not answer them, only panicked at their presence and fled in haste, yelling expletives.

The monster's ice-blue eyes reflected the snow-white haired boy, and he found that he looked at her purely, the same look as the young man who asked her back then.

They are not afraid of themselves, nor are they afraid of ice and snow. In their eyes, everything is the beauty of the world without edges and corners.

Snow Girl's voice seemed to sigh with emotion, "I want to know the temperature of the flame."

Abe Seimei stared at her for a moment, then suddenly laughed, admiring her slowly, "Then, please help me."

Ding--

Blessed by the wind and snow, the snow track extended again on the black and hard ground.

Sitting on the back of a fox, the young onmyoji took Xiaoju, who was unable to get up due to the coercion of the monster, and rushed to the territory of the ghost car bird.

He and Kamo Asayoshi talked about curses, all curses come from people, and human words endow curses with multiple appearances and terrifying abilities, which makes even natural monsters fear.

But the two worlds are not so easy to communicate with each other. This kind of barrier protects both humans and monsters. Now someone is deliberately breaking this barrier!

The freezing ice and snow were so cold that the skin of the young boy who was running was covered with hoarfrost. He gritted his teeth tightly, and his blue eyes were full of tides due to the surge of spiritual power.

"Xiaoju, Xiaoju—"

the old man shouted.The ghost car bird is fighting with the mountain wind.

"Xiaoju, I'll take you to your father's place!"

Xiaoju's father has been having a dream. In the dream, his wife has not passed away. Under the tung blossom tree in spring, the husband and wife are playing with the girl, and the sick wife smiles and looks at the healthy daughter.

At that time, the tung flowers were in full bloom and the spring was warm.

[Xiaoju is so beautiful, she will definitely marry into a good family in the future. 】

[The paulownia tree I planted when Xiaoju was born grew very well, and when she got married, I could just let me make a wooden box for her dowry. 】

[You have to keep your word, guard our daughter until she is happily married to a good family, and don't suffer with us anymore. 】

【Okay, okay, I promise you, but you should go back and rest. 】

【Yeah, I should... rest. 】

"Father! Father!"

Xiaoju threw herself on her father, calling out to him, her eyes full of horror, but the old man didn't seem to hear it, and kept looking in an endless direction, his dark eyes reflected the ghost car bird, and muttered to himself.

Why... you left...

……

Abe Seimei waved his fan, thousands of drops of flying black blood were stopped by the surging golden feathers, he wanted to buy time for Xiaoju!

"Yijin is so heavenly!"

The girl wearing golden feathers has sharp bird claws on her feet. She stands on a high place with her feathers on, slowly stretches her neck, her long eyelashes tremble slightly, and she utters a clear and distant cry.

In the blizzard brought by the snow girl, the color suddenly changed to gold, and the golden feathers and ice crystals spread all over the sky. The mountain wind forced back the layers of wing feathers of the evil demon, and drove it back to the attack range of the two banshees.

Nine black bird heads rose steadily, as high as wings, and invisible sound waves spread from their throats, shaking the entire Tonglin!

The distance was too close, and Abe Seimei was repelled by such a voice, "Oh!"

He clutched his chest, his blood surging.

Thousands of crystal feathers fell, Kong Wu's shikigami threw the weapon in his hand, and cut off the head of a black bird.

But the ghost car bird wailed endlessly, dripping with blood, as if to wake up the disaster in Heianjing, the sound became stronger and stronger.

The frosty ground began to crack.

Just one last shot...

The young onmyoji braced himself, panted and raised his head, trying to relieve the feeling of dizziness.

Xiaoju's shouting continued, the old man fell down, and the young girl was tearful, clutching her father's hand tightly in the barrier of Master Baizang.

last blow……

Onmyoji bit his lower lip, prodding himself with pain.

A hand rested on Abe Seimei's shoulder.

When he was off guard—he was never off guard against youth.

Kamo Asayoshi took out the blood-colored feather from his body, and then lightly threw it at the ghost bird.

The distance between the two is very far, but the wind and snow took advantage of the feathers and moved away tactfully.

Seeing this scene, the young Onmyoji's pupils suddenly trembled.

He got it!

He Mao Chaoyi said slowly: "The temperature of the flame varies according to people's hearts..."

Abe Seimei stretched out his hands, releasing his spiritual power, and the airflow stirred up his clothes.

He is familiar with any yin and yang techniques!

The young man's voice was clear: "The sky is round and the earth is round, and there are nine chapters of laws—!"

The young man said with a long voice, "This is the feather you released when you were slaughtered. Thousands of people in Ping'an capital prayed to it and expressed their sincere wishes..."

The five trajectories of spiritual power across the air were icy blue and clear, forming a seal in the voices of the two, gradually becoming huge and bright, rising slowly.

"I am writing now, ten thousand ghosts and treasures—!"

"It was also carried by the onmyoji, the son of the white fox, who will be like the moon of peace in the future, and released through my hand... the human heart and determination carried on it, I hope it can resist this person's delusion."

Amid the grievances surging like the howling of a river, the young man lowered his eyes, and the Onmyoji raised his eyes.

"It's time to wake up."

"Hurry up, like a law!"

The blood-colored feathers flew in front of the ghost bird with howling like a ghost, and suddenly a ray of light ignited.

The voices of the two intertwined: "Phoenix fire."

The magnificent flames soared into the sky, and the dark Tonglin was full of light.

When the pitch-black ghost car bird touched the burning feathers, it let out a last evil cry, and the long and large body split a golden crack from the center, as if the feather ignited the heart inside its body.

The flame of Nirvana is lit.

Pieces of gilded red feathers, which are more golden than golden, stretched in the fire, and the newborn flamebird slowly stretched its body in the flowing molten gold.

The billowing heat wave carried by the flames hit his face, and it seemed like a bright sun was lit up in the Tonglin, but when the heat wave touched the skin of the Onmyoji, he was dumbfounded, feeling a kind of warmth that moved everyone.

The hem of the young man's clothes rattled, and he raised his hand as a gesture of looking into the distance. He could only see a mass of flames like the melting sun, which was extremely dazzling.

Xiaoju's father suddenly wailed loudly on the ground and let out a sharp cry.

The newborn phoenix soared into the sky, and the flames trailed behind him.

He stopped and bowed his head, looking at the people in the paulownia forest with his red eyes without sadness or joy.

Abe Seimei saw Hooniao leaning down and stretching his neck. The curse on the old man had penetrated into the bone marrow and it was difficult to exorcise, but the figure of the young girl was reflected in Hooniao's eyes.

With tears in her eyes, Xiao Ju lay on her father's body and looked up at the huge and beautiful bird.

"Please save my father..." she cried and begged.

In the flames, a slender hand reached out and stroked the girl's forehead.

The ghost car bird is not only a vicious demon, but also an auspicious phoenix.The curse cast by the Word of Man affects all things, and His fire varies from heart to heart.

But there is a saying in ancient times:

When Fenghuang came to the island, the people on the island believed that Phoenix loved to inhabit the paulownia tree, so when the daughter of the family was born, they planted a paulownia flower in front of the door. , everything goes well.

Fire feathers fly.

The painful wailing of the old man subsided, just like every patient suffering from bird disease in Heian capital was exorcised from suffering.

The phoenix flew up, and he was born from Nirvana, and he was about to travel with flames and send out blessings.

The golden red feathers burning all over the sky fell from the sky, the young Onmyoji raised his head, opened his fan, and caught a piece of feather.

It was as if a piece of snow had just been caught.

Looking at the gilt feathers, the white-haired boy's heart moved, and he unconsciously looked at He Mao Chaoyi, as if a flame was burning in his heart.

Under the magnificent wind and fire, the black-haired young man quietly gathered one hand under his sleeve and looked at him.

"Congratulations." He smiled and said sincerely.

Shikigami, Phoenix Fire, Snow Girl.

The oath is made.

……

On the high mountain behind Daigo Temple, a monk stood on the cliff. The sky and the earth were still extremely dark before the dawn, even the moonlight was covered. However, in the forest not far away, a fierce flame suddenly lit up.

The wind blew away the gray mist, he took off his bamboo hat, also saw the fire that ignited the sky, sighed with a vicissitudes of tone.

"it's a pity……"

Xiwei's light illuminated the hideous scars on his forehead that looked like needlework.

"But I still found something interesting."

As soon as he changed his voice, he looked farther away, looking at the place where the birds flew in the forest, and then let out a hoarse laugh, "The big dark day is coming, I don't know what happened to the snake on Genji's side."

……

The first day of the first month.

The weather has been snowing for several days and the weather has cleared like an exception. Suzaku Avenue is full of people, and there is an endless stream of ox carts leading to the Buddhist temple.

When the bell of the Buddhist temple rang, warblers stopped on the branches of red plums that bloomed early despite the cold. The small bright yellow bird's beak picked up red petals, and when it flapped its wings, it put the flower into the sea of ​​people.

The petals passed through the incense lit by devout believers and fell into the clear pool water, causing ripples.

The white-haired onmyoji was dressed in a formal attire, walked under the huge red lantern with black and golden auspicious patterns, and stood at the high point of the approach, attracting everyone's attention.

He slowly opened the fan, as if he was holding something, smiled and lowered his eyes, and chanted a mantra softly.

A flash of golden-red fireworks appeared in the sky.

The people on the approach looked into the distance, and the light in their eyes also flickered.

The fierce golden red auspicious bird flew high and uttered a distant song.

The long tail lingers, the feathers flutter, and the magnificent long tail of flames soars high, dyeing the clouds and clouds.

The crowd shouted, the sky and the earth are full of light, shining on this peaceful capital.

New Year's Eve——

God, please bless me—

……

The wind gently blows the twigs that sprouted before the snow had melted.

On the first day of the first lunar month, the young man did not go to the Buddhist temple to pay homage, nor did he sit in the house on the hill behind He Mao's house.

He came to a shrine.

There are few tourists in the depths of the shrine. He sits under a red porch, looking at the mountains and the festive Kyoto beyond.

Ding!

when!

Seeing that all the clouds above Heian-kyo seemed to be ignited by fire, the young man picked up the red wine cup beside him and took a sip.

"You're still so careful when you drink."

Inside the shrine, the swordsmith with the fire on his face said, as if he wanted to educate him, "Yuan Ri should be more happy, drinking, praying, and first attainment, guessing whether the nobles will quarrel over the order of the ox carts when entering the palace , and said loudly to the statue, Lord God, please bless me in the new year—"

Every time he said a word, he hit the utensil in his hand, and there was a kind of indignation in his tone.

He Mao Asagi smiled lightly, "So Yuan Ri was ordered to come to the shrine to make knives, are you dissatisfied?"

"Don't talk nonsense, how dare I!"

The swordsmith came to the shrine to forge swords under the order of the emperor, and has lived here for a long time.He made many failures, including a stove at the beginning of winter.

He has been troubled by the kindling for nearly a snow season, and finally, under a special fire brought by his friend, he lit the forge again.

"Tell me, what name will this knife be rewarded with?" The knifesmith couldn't help thinking.

He Mao Chaoyi took another sip of his wine, "How would I know."

"However," he smiled, as if the aroma of wine lingered on his lips and teeth for a long time, "it should have something to do with this shrine."

"That's too casual, why don't you think of some stories and tell them together."

The swordsmith is distressed, not knowing what name his new work will get.

The black-haired young man was laughing, he already knew the name of this knife.

People in ancient times believed deeply in ghosts and gods, but sometimes they believed that wind was rain, and blamed all unexplainable movements on it.

Especially in such a grand festival, everything has a spirit.

A swordsmith who is often accompanied by iron and fire is ordered to forge swords at the shrine. If he says that when he is at the critical moment of making swords, he sees a fox jumping in front of him from the forest, and the fox’s fur floats into the stove. The shrine's representative golden tassel ornaments swayed gently aside.

The sharp blade is quenched, like the golden red color of the sky in the capital.

This time, this scene must be blessed by the gods and protected by good omens.

However, most of the people who hold the knife are men, to express their feelings, so it is——

"Little Fox Ball".

There are weeping branches with new leaves hanging under the eaves of the bright red shrine, shaking gently in the wind.

The young man slowly raised the red wine cup, smiling to respect the golden red of Yuan Tian.

The great onmyoji in the courtyard toasted, and the golden and red patterns on his clothes shone brightly under the moonlight.

The world is full of wind and frost, and the weather is peaceful.

The calendar adds new years, and spring fills the old mountains and rivers.

"Happy New Year."

"I wish Chun'an well."